you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime...
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I knew this would be on the cards I knew you wouldn't fold I saw this coming from the start The shake, rattle and roll.... -
Won't you come outside? Won't you please be mine, love Won't you come outside?
Friday, January 16, 2015
White Winter Hymnal
you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime...